I started life out as a blonde (once I finally grew hair). I've always wanted to be a blonde again. And today is that day. My husband has always taken an interest in my hair. Usually sending me to a salon to get my hair done for my birthday or Mothers Day or something. Sometimes he wins an appointment with a hair stylist in a golf tournament, or sets things up with a coworker's wife who does hair. That's what happened today.
Debra from Statton Island came to my house armed with two duffle bags full of hair products and styling equipment. Her husband works with mine and she's been in Arizona one year. Her accent was as thick as her hair and I liked her immediately. I told her what I sort of wanted and we chatted away as she did her thing. Four hours later I emerged a new woman. I almost didn't recognize me in the mirror. I laughed for a few minutes, not believing that was really my hair. It's usually such a subtle change when I get my hair done, but THIS is a change. Something different. I think I like it. Maybe blondes really DO have more fun.
And yes, he likes it too.
what the heck, how can you post all about this huge change in your hair, and not have one single picture!?!?!? now im so dang curious to see what it looks like and not a single picture!
ReplyDeleteBecky! I agree we need to have a picture! I want to know what it looks like!!!!
ReplyDeletei'm with brie - where's a picture!! what a fun thing to do!!
ReplyDeleteOk, Ok. Picture coming soon. Who are you "just me"? It's driving me nuts!
ReplyDeleteYes, we need pictures!!!!! Do we all need to chip in and buy a new camera for you??????? The suuspense is killing us.
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